Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rong Yan's hand. let's go back. He can die wherever he wants. It has nothing to do with us.
rong yan ignored liancheng yazhi and simply asked, " "How's simple and easy for you?"
The man, who had been lying on the ground like a corpse, moved his eyelids, sat up, and then stood up with great effort.
The simple wound on his face was like a color palette, but it reduced his fierce and ruthless aura a little.
"Very good," he said with a smile.
Liancheng Yazhi snorted coldly and put his arm around Rong Yan's shoulder."Don't bother about him. He just needs a beating. He'll be fine after I beat him up. Wife, let's go back to sleep."
After he finished speaking, he dragged Rong Yan away.
how could rong yan fight against liancheng yazhi's strength? she was taken away by him and struggled as she said, " don't make a fuss. It's a simple injury, but you're more serious. You need to apply medicine.
